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Memories

Something cries so low at night in silence


Something cries so low at night of home
Drifting far across that Columbia river
I still hear that freight trains lonesome cry

Winds in forests nothing now but memories


Mountains turning dark against the sky
Dadada
Dadada
Something cries so low at night in silence
Something cries so low at night of home
Winds in forests nothing now but memories
Mountains turning dark against the sky
Theres a sudden movement from the dark woods
Down there by the clearing stands a deer
Stillness seems to be the only music
Echoed in the night an evening star
Dadada
Dadada
Winds in forests nothing now but memories
Mountains turning dark against the sky
Dadada
Dadada
Something cries so low at night in silence
Something cries so low at night of home

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